A Certain Marvel Super Player

A week later at Greenwood Cemetery.

With the drizzle of rain, the two coffins were placed smoothly. Locke and Gwen followed the crowd around the grave pit, and then walked to the side with Cindy and other classmates.

There was no priest, no prayer, only a few close friends of the Campbells who spoke about the Campbells they knew. In view of what happened in New York City during this period, and what happened to the Campbells, they didn’t even pray that the Campbells would go to heaven. from.

after all……

God has to bear the blame.

besides.

"That damn Phillip, you took advantage of him."

Cindy, who crossed her arms, took a sip and gritted her teeth: "That guy should be kept in prison until he is old, without parole for the rest of his life."

"It might as well be the electric chair."

"The electric chair won't work. It's too cheap for him."

"It's too cheap for him now."

"yes."

Several classmates were talking about the reason. Yesterday, when Dolan was being processed urgently by the district attorney, and after Philip testified in court, when he returned to the detention room, suddenly, There was bleeding from all the orifices, and he died with a very painful expression. After forensic examination, it was determined that it was massive bleeding caused by heart failure.

In the past, the media might have had wild imaginations about the cause of Philip's death.

But this time, there was an astonishing silence, and the finger was still directed at the Dolan Church. Seeing that the day had passed, he directly pointed the finger at the jury that had not yet come out with a result, and bombarded the jury, confirming that the jury Several men among the members are God's lackeys.

This is a scene that I never dared to imagine before.

No.

When the funeral was being held here, I heard that the jury could no longer withstand the pressure of public opinion after returning last night, and seemed to have reached a consensus. Even the highly paid lawyers hired by the Dolan Group who failed to escape in time They all told their clients that they should just lie down.

"I don't know if the results have come out yet."

"It's already out."

Kahn, who was holding his cell phone over there, looked at the messages sent by his classmates who were squatting on the front line of the court, and said to Cindy and others: "The jury unanimously agreed with the thirteen charges brought by the district attorney, and also added A civil compensation request requires the Dolan Group to compensate Jessica Campbell for $5.85 million, including medical expenses."

"Shet, no way."

"Frassi sent it right over at the courthouse."

"Why did he go there?"

"He is now an intern reporter at the Daily Bugle."

"All right."

Gwen and Cindy looked at it and nodded: "This result should be acceptable to Jessica."

After all, there is no resurrection after death.

The living people have to look forward to getting compensation of US$5.8 million. From a certain point of view, although it cannot replace the Campbells, it can be regarded as making up for the regret that the Campbells can no longer accompany Jessica. .

but……

Cindy frowned and said, "Dolan Group, is it able to pay this compensation?"

After all, the share price of Dolan Group has dropped to the point where it is even lower than the price of papyrus. Moreover, three real executives of Dolan Group have also fled the country. This is the verdict, but whether it can be paid is another question. It's another story.

This is different in nature from Locke's compensation.

In the final analysis, from the beginning to the present, the four departments that paid compensation to Locke still wanted to show face, and they did not want to make the matter a big deal, so the compensation was paid cleanly.

but……

Dolan Group?

He has no face anymore. It will be difficult if there is no money in the book.

Sam Malik walked over with the Jones couple from a short distance away. Listening to Cindy's worried words, he said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, they will compensate!"

Cindy looked at Sam and nodded: "That's good."

Since Sam said so, that's good. After all, collecting accounts is a technical job. If Malik takes action, Jessica's compensation will definitely not be wasted.

Kahn looked at Sam: "Sam, can't we go see Jessica?"

Cindy came back to her senses: "Yes, can we go see Jessica?"

After the visit of Thaddeus Ross and Stephanie Malik from the military a week ago, although their words were a bit alarmist, it was true that Jessica was still unconscious, so the Joneses still stayed in Ross With the general's promise to visit Jessica 24 hours a day, the military chose to take over Jessica's treatment and rehabilitation.

but……

The Joneses can visit Jessica 24 hours a day, and so can Sam, but Locke and others cannot.

After all, it is a military base, not ordinary civilians who can come and go at will.

Sam looked at Cindy and Kahn with an apologetic expression: "I have thought of a way, but the people over there don't agree. However, I will tell you about Jessica's current situation at any time."

Cindy said ok with some disappointment.

after awhile.

As the funeral came to an end, everyone began to leave.

"Um?"

"What's wrong?"

Locke turned his gaze away from the downcast Dimension God who was not far away in Greenwood Cemetery and was watching him from a distance. He smiled at Gwen and said, "Mr. Anonymous just sent a message."

Gwen's eyes lit up. After getting into the car, she looked at Locke: "Really? Is it okay?"

Locke said: "Of course, but should we wait for Sam and the Joneses to be together?"

Naturally, ordinary civilians cannot enter military bases.

But, is Locke an ordinary civilian?

There is no doubt that it is not the case. He is also an unofficial special agent trainee of Langley. As we all know, Langley's cooperation with the military has always been close.

The cooperation between the two parties overseas can be described as flawless and collusive...

Pooh!

It's so intimate!

but……

Locke started the car and drove towards New Jersey. He looked at Gwen curiously: "Don't you like that Langley and I are too close?"

In order to obtain this permission, he went to the military base through legitimate channels. In the words of Anonymous, he made a lot of connections. Before Locke officially joined Langley, he added Locke's name to the agent at Langley. In the database.

From a certain perspective.

Although Locke is still a trainee special unofficial agent, he will become an official agent when he goes to Langley.

Code name...

"Bourbon?"

After an expressionless man in a black suit carried a bag to Locke from the window, Gwen waited until the car was back on the road, opened the bag, and looked at a certificate with the Langley headquarters pattern inside. She looked at the name on it and blinked. Blinking, he looked at Locke: "Isn't this code name too casual?"

Locke smiled and said: "Is it okay to have MI6's 007?"

Gwen shook her head: "That's not true."

007, at first glance, it sounds like the kind produced on an assembly line.

Bourbon?

Gwen blinked and laughed: "That's right. In comparison, your code name is obviously better than 007's."

At least it doesn't feel cheap.

Locke shook his head: "In order to get in, I am one step closer to Langley."

Gwen smiled and said: "Locke, we are here for friends. Don't worry, I can understand you."

Locke laughed loudly.

In fact, although Anonymous said that it would be difficult to get Locke a certificate, Locke could feel that Anonymous was eager to get him a certificate. After all, Clyde Sheldon spoke highly of him.

If Locke hadn't been temporarily distracted from work and Langley had gone to Quantico to participate in the training camp, there would have been no doubt that he would be ranked first in terms of overall results.

Buzz!

Roaring, and soon, after passing through a tree-lined road, I saw the gate of the built military base.

"stop!"

A soldier stopped Locke at the door: "Identification."

Locke handed over the Langley ID in his hand: "Look for Mandy."

Mandy is probably a fake name, as mentioned above, someone who cooperates with the military and is Langley's official and operational contact stationed in the military.

The soldier looked at the ID in his hand, and then looked at Locke's appearance.

"Hold on!"

"good."

Locke nodded towards the soldier and watched the soldier walk into the gate. Then, he said this to a soldier next to him and pointed in the direction of Locke.

"What are they doing?"

"Maybe I've never seen such a handsome Agent Langley."

"..."

Gwen opened her mouth, and considering the occasion, she rolled her eyes at Locke: "Maybe I think your ID is a fake."

Locke chuckled.

five minutes later.

A lady wearing a business suit with curly hair walked out of the base, then took the certificate from the soldier at the door. Finally, her eyes fell on the Audi parked at the door, nodded to the soldier, and then ,come over.

"Bourbon?"

Mandy approached the Audi, looked at Locke coming out of the driver's seat, smiled, and handed the ID in his hand to Locke: "Should I call you Locke Broughton?"

Locke smiled and said, "Am I famous?"

Mandy nodded: "Is there anyone around New York City who doesn't know you? Moreover, to do intelligence work, you need to know some influential people, but I didn't expect that Bourbon would be you."

Locke shrugged: "Then can you tell me your real name?"

Mandy refused with a smile: "That won't work."

Locke also smiled and pointed inside the base: "Can we go in now?"

Mandy nodded: "Of course, I can ask the person in your passenger seat..."

"My assistant!"

"..."

Mandy looked at Locke who had no intention of speaking directly, pursed her lips, shrugged and said, "Okay, you have the final say, Agent Bourbon, come in, I'll let them go."

Locke smiled in thanks.

…